歌曲 | Out On the Weekend |
歌手 | Lee Ann Womack |
专辑 | The Way I'm Livin' |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Think I’ll pack it in | |
and buy a pick-up | |
Take it down to L.A. | |
Find a place to call my own | |
and try to fix up. | |
Start a brand new day. | |
The woman I’m thinking of, | |
she loved me all up | |
But I’m so down today | |
She’s so fine, she’s in my mind. | |
I hear her callin’. | |
See the lonely boy, | |
out on the weekend | |
Trying to make it pay. | |
Can’t relate to joy, | |
he tries to speak and | |
Can’t begin to say. | |
She got pictures on the wall, | |
they make me look up | |
From her big brass bed. | |
Now I’m running down the road | |
trying to stay up | |
Somewhere in her head. | |
The woman I’m thinking of, | |
she loved me all up | |
But I’m so down today | |
She’s so fine she’s in my mind. | |
I hear her callin’. | |
See the lonely boy, | |
out on the weekend | |
Trying to make it pay. | |
Can’t relate to joy, | |
he tries to speak and | |
Can’t begin to say. |
Think I' ll pack it in | |
and buy a pickup | |
Take it down to L. A. | |
Find a place to call my own | |
and try to fix up. | |
Start a brand new day. | |
The woman I' m thinking of, | |
she loved me all up | |
But I' m so down today | |
She' s so fine, she' s in my mind. | |
I hear her callin'. | |
See the lonely boy, | |
out on the weekend | |
Trying to make it pay. | |
Can' t relate to joy, | |
he tries to speak and | |
Can' t begin to say. | |
She got pictures on the wall, | |
they make me look up | |
From her big brass bed. | |
Now I' m running down the road | |
trying to stay up | |
Somewhere in her head. | |
The woman I' m thinking of, | |
she loved me all up | |
But I' m so down today | |
She' s so fine she' s in my mind. | |
I hear her callin'. | |
See the lonely boy, | |
out on the weekend | |
Trying to make it pay. | |
Can' t relate to joy, | |
he tries to speak and | |
Can' t begin to say. |
Think I' ll pack it in | |
and buy a pickup | |
Take it down to L. A. | |
Find a place to call my own | |
and try to fix up. | |
Start a brand new day. | |
The woman I' m thinking of, | |
she loved me all up | |
But I' m so down today | |
She' s so fine, she' s in my mind. | |
I hear her callin'. | |
See the lonely boy, | |
out on the weekend | |
Trying to make it pay. | |
Can' t relate to joy, | |
he tries to speak and | |
Can' t begin to say. | |
She got pictures on the wall, | |
they make me look up | |
From her big brass bed. | |
Now I' m running down the road | |
trying to stay up | |
Somewhere in her head. | |
The woman I' m thinking of, | |
she loved me all up | |
But I' m so down today | |
She' s so fine she' s in my mind. | |
I hear her callin'. | |
See the lonely boy, | |
out on the weekend | |
Trying to make it pay. | |
Can' t relate to joy, | |
he tries to speak and | |
Can' t begin to say. |